the white dawn is stealing - charles wakefield cadman lyrics

the white dawn is stealing above the dark cedar trees
the young corn is waving its blades in the morning breeze;
the birds chant so lonely, the leaves softly moan above
the heart of me sighs, the heart of me sighs for love

my signal i flash where the spring’s silver waters lie
my love*call i send on the winds that are floating by
then come, oh, thy coming shall be as the dawn to me
the heart of me sighs, the hеart of me sighs for thee